Mis Beatrices / Ludovico Silva

My Beatrices

An expert and wise friend of mine says
that all women are called Beatrice:
Is this eye of dusk real?

Ancient and deep, my friend also says
that Dante forgot
about the Beatrices of hell.

She’s the one I want,
the one with my inferno on her back.

Priestly, immense,
she holds the white chalice in her hands
she puts it to my lips
and everything dissolves in flames.

21 October 1978

{ Ludovico Silva, Cuaderno de la noche, Caracas: Editorial Arte, 1979 }

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